Three weeks had passed and all Hawkeye and Margaret had seen were enemy troops. They had found an abandoned village that they had raided for food and water, but they were beginning to lose hope at ever being rescued or finding help. Hawkeye's leg was now so had that he had to lean on Margaret to walk. But he never said a word. Suddenly Margaret stopped and Hawkeye almost fell over.
"Peirce!" She whispered. "Do you hear that?" Hawkeye stopped and listened. Off in the distance was a faint….something. He nodded and Margaret looked around frantically.
"Quick! Into the bushes!" She whispered. Hawkeye managed to limp over to the side of the road and they hid themselves as the rumbling got louder. Margaret peeked out and almost screamed with excitement. Passing by them was an American ambulance that could only be headed to an aid station or M*A*S*H.
"HEY!" Margaret screamed, coming to her sense and busting out of their hiding place. "HEY! WAIT!" She screamed again, running after the ambulance, waving her arms. Thankfully, the ambulance slowed and came to a stop and Hawkeye pulled himself out of their hiding spot. The ambulance driver climbed out and came running back to meet them. Once Margaret had seen that the ambulance was going to stop, she had run back to help Hawkeye. The driver got on Hawkeye's other side and together, they walked back to the ambulance.
"What are you folks doing way out here?" the driver asked.
"I'm Major Houlihan and this is Captain Peirce. We got lost from our unit, the 4077th M*A*S*H." Margaret explained as they reached the ambulance.
"Major Houlihan and Captain Pierce? Boy, am I glad to see you guys. The 4077th has been going crazy trying to find you two!" The driver opened the back doors then helped Hawkeye and Margaret inside. Then he climbed in the front seat and turned around to face them.
"I'm really sorry, but I can only give you a ride to the nearest aid station." He said.
"We can hitch a lift from there." Margaret answered.